Sweet love, I want your love
When I am away from you,
All depressed and messed up
in my day to day work,
I think of you.
I think of moments of passions,
I think of fun we had.
Sweet love, I begin missing you.
Sweet love, I want your love.
Sometime I think,
I am living not for myself.
I am living because I love you.
Sweetheart, you are my love.
All depressed and messed up
in my day to day work,
I think of you.
I think of moments of passions,
I think of fun we had.
Sweet love, I begin missing you.
Sweet love, I want your love.
Sometime I think,
I am living not for myself.
I am living because I love you.
Sweetheart, you are my love.
posted by Ravi Kopra at 1:09 PM
2 Comments:
your earlier poems spoke of being cheated, now they are different. One burning question from an ardent poet lover who regularly reads your blog - whom are these for? who is your muse? do tell more of her...
Anon
you wrote about missing love and beloved , how about describing lost love??? can you write for me?
loosing is the game of life, though there are apparent gains. loss it the most dreaded thing, loss so long is materials and worldly can be or may be made up. how about that loss which is abstract!!! loss of love, loss of tender felling, loss of sanity and sactity, loss of identity, loss.............which is not measurable, which on is not accountable ......
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